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"You know, when I heard that Madge catered to the transgender community,
I never thought I'd be bringing my son in for a bra fitting." I felt like
Miss Davis was trying to apologize or something. Then she looked at me
kind of funny. "Oh, my god! You're one of those, aren't you?"
Auntie Madge had asked me to fit a transgender girl and I felt totally
okay with it, but I wasn't expecting her mother to be standing there
talking with me.
"You really shouldn't think about your child as a son, Miss Davis. She's
more comfortable thinking of herself as a young woman. And yes, I'm one
of 'those' but really, it's not a big deal. I've been more comfortable
and much happier dressing as a young woman. I hope you don't think of
this as some abhorrent, deviant behavior, Miss Davis. It's really okay."
So I knocked gently on the dressing room door and asked that I might
enter. I was carrying a couple of padded training bras and some cute
panties to match. Tammy was undressed down to her skirt and stockings.
She was wearing a cute pair of ballet flats but had removed her blouse.
She'd covered her chest as any young girl would do when someone entered
the room.
"I brought in some totally awesome panties to coordinate with your new
bras if you're interested."
"You know I'm a boy, right?"
"No, you are not a boy. Boys don't wear pretty skirts and stockings. I
like those flats. I've got a pair just like them. Don't be so nervous,
Tammy. I'm one of you."
"You're a guy?"
"No, like I said, boys don't wear cute skirts and bras." I'm just a girl
trapped in the wrong body. It's not like a big deal, okay. If you'd like,
I can take off my top and show you how I measure myself. And you can do
you, or I can certainly measure you if you'd like. I don't want you to
feel uncomfortable. We measure girls and women in here all the time. Did
you know most girls wear the wrong size bra? I think that is just so
stupid. It's not like difficult to come in here and get a proper
measurement. I think your mom is totally cool to bring you here to have
you fitted properly."
"You're so nice, what's your name?"
"I'm Jamie. Nice to meet you, Tammy. Auntie Madge told me that you could
use my help, and your mother mentioned your name, and I'm totally cool
with others seeing me in my bra or panties. Girls do this all the time."
I showed her the bras and panties I'd selected. "Aren't these panties
just the sweetest? I totally love them, and they are so comfortable. When
I first started dressing, I tried the thongs and bikini panties, but just
felt so much more feminine in a brief or panty girdle. You'll find that
it keeps you 'tucked' a bit better. No unfeminine bulges. You'll look so
much more girlish without that little bump down there. And speaking of
bumps, let's get you measured. Would you like to do it with my assistance
or may I do it for you?"
Tammy brought her hands down and asked me what to do. I explained how we
measure a girl for her first bra. Young girls are so excited, to be like
a big girl, wearing their first 'real' bra, just like Mother. I measured
below Tammy's breasts, then at the nipple. She has a 38" band width. I
put her in one of our standard bras and started making all the
appropriate adjustments.
"Does it feel like the band rides up your back? If it does, your bra is
either too large or needs to be tightened. If it's still too loose after
you've adjusted the band, it's time to go down a band size (and possibly
up a cup)."
"Since you don't have much breast tissue, you won't have to worry about
your 'girls' spilling over or bulge under the cup? If they did, your bra
cups are too small and you need to go up a cup size. You won't have to
worry about that as we're going to add a bit of padding."
"You'll notice these cups don't pucker or gap. If they did, your bra
would be too large. I'll make sure that doesn't happen.
"Do your straps slip and slide? This is like the biggest problem for us
gals. If you've adjusted your straps and they still fall off, either the
band is too big or your bra has lost its elasticity. If you have sloped
shoulders, opt for a racer back bra or a style with convertible straps. I
love racer back and sports bras myself. We can talk about them later if
you're interested."
"Do your straps feel like they're digging into your shoulders? If so, I
can try loosening them. You shouldn't have this problem unless you start
wearing falsies and the size is too big for your bra. We shouldn't have
to experience this until you're a little older."
"Many women wear a bra with an underwire. If the wire pokes and prods,
you're wearing a cup size that's too small. But you won't have that
problem because we're padding and I'm not going to suggest you wear an
underwire bra yet. Maybe a special occasion or strapless bra."
And that was it. I opened the curtain so Miss Davis could see how Tammy
looked in a padded bra. I felt a little uncomfortable, like Miss Davis
was going to cry or something. You know, like how a mother would feel
bringing her daughter in for her first bra, but then being confused
because she was doing this for her son instead. I held out the panties
and suggested the panties went really well with Tammy's new bra and
suggested that she might like to try those on as well. Miss Davis just
nodded her head in agreement. I was about to just hand the panties to
Tammy, but she took my hand and pulled me into the dressing room.
"Thank you!" she said. "I thought mom was going to faint. So, like,
you're really a boy, and you're wearing a bra and panties?"
Like duh! What did she think I was wearing under my work dress? I lifted
my skirt and slip up. I showed her that I was actually wearing a panty
similar to the ones I was asking her to try on.
Tammy sat down on the dressing room seat and started taking off her flats
and tights. When she stood, I unzipped her skirt and held it so it would
fall on the floor. Tammy was wearing a pretty pink panty and I
complimented her on it.
"Sweet panties, girlfriend."
"OMG! I've always wanted to hear those words. Say it again, Jamie. Would
you mind?"
"Oh, those panties are just adorable. Where did you get them?" I asked,
knowing that she would just love to tell me where she purchased her
delicates.
She pulled her panties off and I saw what little of a penis she had. "No
wonder you wear panties, Tammy. That isn't much to hide. I mean that as a
compliment, girlfriend. You're lucky. I wish I didn't have much in the
way, but unfortunately, in God's peculiar sense of humor, I have a little
more to tuck than you do.
We talked about hiding our penises for a few minutes. I could hear Miss
Davis talking with Auntie Madge, so that gave me a little additional time
to talk privately with Tammy. I certainly didn't want her feeling
uncomfortable while I was there. She handed me her panties and I held out
the new ones for her to step into. She put her hand on my shoulder for
balance. I could see she'd had a nice manicure. "Pretty color!" I
observed.
"Why, thank you!"
I helped pull up her panties and she fashioned them for me. Showing me
the front and behind. I noticed she had a purse on the floor next to the
seat. "Do you have any perfume?"
"Of course, in my handbag. Why?"
"A young lady likes to feel and smell femininely fresh, don't you think?
Doesn't that bra feel totally scrumptious? It looks so natural on you.
And those panties! You go, girlfriend. I'd like to spritz a touch of
perfume on your panties and between your bra cups. That'll make you feel
like totally womanly. Trust me, I've had lots of experience with this."
She pulled her perfume out of her purse and handed it to me. "Taylor
Swift Wonderstruck Eau de Parfum Spray. Good choice. I think the boys at
school like this, because I notice a lot of girls are wearing this now."
I sprayed between her bra cups and on the front and gusset of her
panties. I couldn't help it, but I bent down there to spray her on the
gusset and spent a little longer than I should have.
"Do you like what you see?" She asked. Tammy didn't even seem embarrassed
that I was down there. I was actually just enjoying the smell of her
perfume and kind of wishing my penis was as small as that. Not that I'm
sure sucking on her fine specimen wouldn't make it increase in size a
bit.
"May I?" I asked her, looking longingly at her penis.
"Why, whatever do you have in mind?" she asked me.
"I just want to taste that perfume I just sprayed on your panties. It
smells so edible."
Tammy pulled her panties over a bit and I licked a few times, watching as
her penis started moving a little. I could see that she was beginning to
get a little excited. I didn't want to spend too much time in there. I
knew that her mother and Auntie Madge were right outside the dressing
room. I stood up quickly and checked myself to make sure I could exit the
dressing room. "I'll go get some scissors so I can cut off the tags. You
do want to purchase those panties and the bras, right?"
"Of course, you're awesome, Jamie! Thank you."
"Just doing my job, ma'am!" Boy, did Tammy smile big at that comment.
I exited the dressing room and closed the curtain. "She's asked to wear
her new intimates out. I'll just get some scissors to remove the tags."
Madge smiled at me and nodded, telling me that the scissors were on the
counter. She started walking with Miss Davis around the store. I knew she
was talking about me, as I saw Miss Davis look my way a couple of times.
I hurried back to the dressing room with the scissors. Luckily, Tammy was
still admiring how good she looked in her new bra and panty set. I
knocked and entered, motioning with the scissors that I was ready to
remove the tags. "Cute dainties!" I said again, and enjoyed hearing Tammy
giggle a bit.
"What, these old things? Just my regular everyday bra and panties."
I could tell by her voice how happy she was to say that the bra and
panties were truly hers.
"They really are cute, aren't they?"
I snipped the tag of her bra and bent down again to snip the tag off her
panties, even though I didn't need to bend down, but I just wanted to be
close to her privates again. I couldn't help myself. I took her penis
into my mouth and started sucking.
I don't know what my problem is. I just can't seem to get enough cock in
my mouth, even from a tranny. I mean, Jack does a wonderful job, as I've
said. But now here comes Tammy with her tiny little pee pee and I want
that as well. I've got to talk with my therapist.
I helped Tammy with her stockings and petty slip. She's wearing a really
pretty half-slip. I've got to get me one of those. I hear Auntie and Miss
Davis' voices getting louder. I stand and pull Tammy's skirt up while she
works on getting the blouse on. It looks a hundred percent better with
that new padded bra.
"Wow! You're a whole new girl, Tammy. Isn't it amazing what a bra can do
to a girl's figure?"
She hugged me. "You're so awesome, Jamie. Thank you!"
Again, she's thanking me. Doesn't she realize how much fun I'm having?
She let me taste her. I should be thanking and praising her for allowing
me, a dumb old sissy girl, to fit her for her new padded bra and those
dainty little panties I suggested. I couldn't seem to stop staring at her
bottom as she and her mother walked toward the sales counter. I organized
the dressing room and made sure I had the tags. I also picked up a couple
more bras and panties on the way to the counter, just in case Miss Davis
wanted to purchase a few more of the delicates I'd suggested for Tammy.
Auntie Madge took over from here. Of course she complimented Tammy on her
new bust line. "Jamie does wonders with a woman's figure, don't you
think?" My self-esteem just increased a bit as well.
"You know, Tammy," Auntie stated, "Jamie has been talking about ordering
a new swimsuit line so when you're ready for that new two-piece, I'm sure
she'd be more than happy to help with sizing. She's my new Assistant
Manager and has lots of suggestions about young women's fashions. I'm
sure you could learn a lot from her. You're welcome to come in anytime.
And Miss Davis, please don't be concerned about your 'daughter's'
dressing habits. Jamie can get her passing as a girl in no time. She's
great with cosmetics and outerwear, sportswear, intimate apparel, and
sleepwear as well. Here's her business card and please come again soon!"
That was it. I came in after school, changed into my uniform, and the
next thing I know, I'm fitting a transgendered girl her first bra and
coordinating panties. Was this a great day or what? I thought I was the
only one in town, but now, I've got a 'special' friend. Another like me.
And she let me taste her. I'm not going to forget how wonderful her
fragrance is. I didn't bring her to orgasm, but sure got that on my mind
now. I wonder if I'm corrupting her? Naw! I know how much Jack enjoys a
good blow job, and I'm sure Tammy enjoyed it as well. I mean, I did get
some engorgement there. Not a huge member like my Jack, but hey, I
shouldn't expect much from a panty wearer, right?
Auntie started asking me questions as soon as they left. Like why it took
me so long to fit her for a bra. She was wondering if I needed any
additional bra fitting training. It was almost closing time so I locked
the door. I took off my blouse as Auntie Madge asked I demonstrated to
her that I knew everything that I needed to know about bra adjustments.
She asked me how I could tell if a girl's bra cups where too large, or if
the band rode up on the back, what was the cause of the problem I was
able to answer all her questions with flying colors.
"Good girl!" she said. Auntie sure knows how to make me feel womanly.
"So, Jamie. Where are her old panties? You don't think I didn't notice
that you didn't give her back her old panties. The ones she took off and
replaced with the new panties you suggested. Don't play dumb with me,
young lady!"
I was caught. She was right. I didn't give them back to her, and I didn't
put them in the bag with her new intimates. I put them in the pocket of
the pinafore I wear over my uniform. How embarrassing. I don't know why I
didn't think anyone would notice.
"Let me see them dear." Auntie Madge asked nicely.
I pulled Tammy's soiled panties from the pinafore pocket.
"Those are cute, Jamie, but don't you think she'll eventually notice that
you'd taken them. When they get home, Tammy is going to her lingerie
drawers to put her new bras and panties away. You don't think she'll
wonder what happened to these pretty panties. I think you'd be upset if a
salesgirl stole your pretty panties. Wouldn't you?
I hung my head in shame. I was caught. I just wanted to wear the panties
that Tammy had worn into the store. I wanted to spray them with my
'Emeraude' perfume and pretend that she gave them to me as a present. I
also wanted to pretend I was wearing them in front of her, fashioning
them as she'd fashioned her new bra and panties for me. I told Auntie
that is why I kept her panties.
"Well, young lady," she started correcting me. "As assistant manager, you
certainly can't keep taking other women's intimates. Don't I provide you
enough? How many panties do you own now? Come to think of it, how many
panties do you think the normal girl would keep in her panty drawer?
Let's go take a look in mine, shall we?"
With the store locked and prepared for a new day, Auntie Madge and I
entered her home, which is connected to the boutique. We walked straight
to her master bedroom.
"Strip! Everything but your bra." She demanded.
I took off my clothing quickly, leaving only my bra on. While I was
removing my dress, Auntie called Mother and informed her I'd be a few
minutes late.
As I sat on my bed to remove my pantyhose and panties, she requested that
I put on the pilfered panties I'd taken from Tammy.
"Now fashion them for me."
I walked around the room for a few minutes, pretending I was on the
catwalk, fashioning lingerie like a Victoria's Secret model.
"Very pretty, young lady. But I still want you to call Tammy and tell her
what you did. Now, dump my panty drawer onto the bed, please."
I don't think she was surprised that I knew exactly which of her drawers
was her panty drawer. I'll admit that I'd dug through her intimates
drawers before, just to see what kind of panties and bras she wore, but I
never wore them, oh, but I wanted to. Imagine, wearing Auntie Madge's
sexy panties.
So we sat there counting her panties. Examining each pretty pair of
Auntie Madge's panties. She'd tell me how they felt and how they made her
feel. She is such a wonderful woman, my Auntie Madge. She has 25 panties
in all. We took about 10 minutes to enjoy them. I mean she let me hold
them, and even smell them, though they were all laundered. She uses a
lilac potpourri in her lingerie drawers that just makes her smell
feminine anyways. I always spray my panties with perfume, but now I think
I'll try that potpourri like a big girl!
She told me that I'd have to figure out how to get Tammy her panties
back, and believe me, she wasn't going to let me get away with that ever
again. I felt like a little panty thief. I hope she doesn't tell Mother
of my little indiscretion. Auntie Madge instructed me to hand wash
Tammy's delicates and bring them to work. I'd call Tammy in and hand them
to her so Auntie Madge could confirm that I'd returned her panties, clean
and unsoiled.
I was a little late getting home but Mother wasn't upset. She'd had a
busy day, I guess. I put on a pretty flannel nighty that matched hers. We
prepared dinner together and told each other about our day. I of course
left some details out but did tell Mother about the 'new' girl in town.
Mother was happy that I made a new friend.
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